Dean R. Hornkohl was born June 25th, 1946 in Grant, NE to Wilbur and Carolyn Hornkohl (Nee Rawley). He has five siblings, four surviving; David, Dale, Donna, Deb, and Delphine. Four daughters, Brenda (Chris), Barb (Chris), Tiffany (Steven), and Danielle, and one son, Jason (Michelle). 17 grandchildren: Jacob, Cody, Brandon, Caitlin, Sam, Timothy, Jarret, Marissa, Chandler, Kya, Samuel, Riane, Olivia, Annalise, Rhueby, Zoey, and Paisley Dean. Two greatgrandchildren, Ryden and Scarlette.
Dean left Grant, NE after high school to join the United States Marine Corps (USMC)-AD. He served in the Vietnam war, returning with an Honorable Discharge. Upon returning, he married Alicia Peterson (D) (Brenda and Barb) in Lincoln, NE. He graduated DeVry Institute of Technology to begin his career as an Air Traffic Controller with FAA and Union Leader. Continuing his career and moving to Casper, WY. He married Laurie Trepanier (D) (Jason, Tiffany, and Danielle). He was a long-time member of the A.B.A.T.E. (Wyoming Chapter) Motorcycle Club. Upon retiring, he relocated to Burns, WY to become a gentleman farmer, bartender, and a Sanitation Technician. Finding much love and companionship with Rhonda K. Cervanyk. He is very loved and will be missed.
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You are the Calm, and the Thunder in the Storm of Life.
You are a flickering light,
A brisk wind in the Night.
You are the Soothing Voice in the face of brash reality.
You are the laughter ringing from your Children.
Shared memories floating in time.
You are the rugged, loving presence embedded in the lessons of our past.
You are the lone wolf baying at the moon.
Confessions of your soul, unknown.
You are the Smooth shot of Whiskey with a friend that burns deep inside.
Your life is a Kaleidoscope of colors.
A spark within the souls of those whom you roam.
Not always sure of Right or Wrong.
You are the Spirit Walker.
Now in the place between reality and dream.
You are an eagle soaring.
You are the beating of the dreams.
You are the rain.
You are the clearest of skies.
You are the echo of Freedom.
May you ride the endless road to Heaven.
On the highway of Forever.